I’ve read several books by E Davies and enjoyed all of them but Limelight is now my favorite. This is a bit of an insta-love story and I know some readers don’t care for them that much. I don’t mind them and I guess it’s because I know more than one real life couple whose insta-love endured for many years, until one of them parted this earth.

Tag has moved to Vermont to get a new start on life. It’s quite a way into the story before we find out exactly what happened to make him retreat from his past and I was more than a little bit surprised to find out what happened (sorry no spoilers here).

Caleb is an aspiring poet who works as an accountant to pay the bills. Tag rescues him and helps him get over his stage fright at his first live poetry reading. When they sit down to have a drink together the sparks fly.

Things start getting serious after only a couple of weeks and Tag knows that he needs to come clean and tell Caleb about his past. The problem is he’s afraid that when Caleb learns what that past is, he will no longer want to be with Tag.

These two get up to some pretty sexy stuff. Caleb is a virgin and Tag is happy to teach him what he wants to learn and he’s more than willing to go as fast or slow as Caleb wants. Tag is everything that Caleb has ever wanted in a partner. He’s caring and knows how to have fun; he also has a very exuberant puppy that loves to give Caleb kisses. 😊

It wasn’t hard to guess what would cause the blowup between this couple but I loved that it wasn’t drawn out or overly angsty. Tag knew that he was wrong to keep things from Caleb but Caleb also knew he should have given Tag more of a chance to explain things.

Limelight was a very enjoyable, low angst story and I loved it.

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He texted on my lunch break to tell me that he’s got a surprise, but he won’t show me until I’m home from work. Part of me thinks it’s an excuse to get on the phone with me, but I’m totally willing to play along.

I thought a day apart from Tag would feel a year long, but daydreams keep me captivated and the time flies by in a haze of reports.

I can’t stop wondering what kind of surprise he means. The sexy kind? I really hope it’s the sexy kind. Like candy underwear, or a well-composed dick pic to save in my Hidden photo album.

I’ve got a one-track mind today.

I’m glad for the desk and my tightest underwear hiding the shape of my thoughts. It’s technically ten minutes to quitting time. Gary doesn’t seem to mind that everyone else plays fast and loose with our working hours, so my coworkers just left.

I just have one more sheet of numbers to transcribe, which should take up the next ten minutes. And then I’ll be free, too.

But ten minutes feels like a lifetime. Every time I glance at the clock, the minute hand hasn’t moved. And when I double-check my spreadsheet, I spot a few sloppy mistakes.

For once, my brain has checked out early. It’s too fixated on the memory of last night.

I can’t shake the visual, clear as day: Tag kneeling over me, one his strong hand curled around his cock as he grips my curls in his other fist. Okay, maybe I’m embellishing the memory, but I love him playing with my hair.

My fingers tap on my numberpad automatically as I glance around casually, like anyone’s here to see. I slide the other hand onto my lap, my palm resting on the bulge of my shaft.

My cock jumps under the touch, and little sparks shoot straight to my toes. I press harder, dragging the heel of my hand slowly over my erection.

Jesus, I’m so hard it hurts. So close to the edge already. It wouldn’t take long…

I sprawl a little bit in the chair so it looks casual, my gaze flickering to the window.

Someone would have to look inside at just the right angle to realize. Even then, they wouldn’t see anything…

No, my common sense kicks in at last, and I bite back a whimper as I look at that page. But there’s no way in hell I can do this while I’m so distracted.

You know what? Fuck it. It’s time to let myself play by other people’s rules. I’m always here ten minutes early. I’ll just do this in the morning.

“Caleb?”

I gasp and throw my hands in the air like I’ve been caught stealing. Not that I’ve ever tried, of course. Too much of a goody two-shoes.

Oh my God, I’m a nerd. I hastily run my hands through my hair and try to breathe. “Yeah?” I lean around the edge of the cubicle, ready to roll toward my desk again in a hurry.

Gary stops on the other side of the office, car keys in hand. “Everyone else is gone. You nearly finished?” he calls out.

“Yeah. I’ll lock up in a minute,” I promise automatically.

He smiles and gives me a thumbs-up. “Don’t stay too long.” Gary’s the good kind of boss who doesn’t let us do unpaid overtime.

“I’m going right now.” As soon as I can walk home without poking an eye out. Maybe I should have said “coming in a minute.”

“Right on. Catch you tomorrow.”

I hold my breath, waiting for the office door to rattle, swing closed, and rattle again with the sound of Gary locking it.

Then I reach out for the blinds, twisting them closed. My heart thuds in my ribcage.

Heat pulsates through my cock as I roll back toward my desk again. I can barely breathe as I shut down my computer.

As the screen goes black, I draw a breath.

Just do it.

Before I can second-guess myself, I plunge my hand into my pants and underwear, cupping my aching cock. Pleasure washes through me, the oversensitive nerve endings finally satisfied—but not for long.

“Fuck,” I hiss, every sense on high alert. I know for a fact there’s nobody left here, but still…

This is beyond daring for me. This is the boldest thing I’ve done in my entire life, and there’s no stopping it now.

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